SHATTERED GLASS
by o
supported by sPECTARE, cUPERE, cAPERE, part of aGAINST aLL rEASONS
a/n: ok. this is where it all gets explained better. i'm sorry, it's just i needed to develop the story and the romance and it seemed better to leave draco and hermione's pasts as a question. thanks for bearing with me.
part eight: forgive and forget?
hermione stared blankly at the papers. this was all so ridiculous. how were words on a paper going to help her figure out who had the Glass?
draco had muttered a lame excuse to her that he was going to check out the places he and hermione had missed that first day, to 'try and figure something out.' did he honestly think hermione wasn't the slightest bit alert about any of this? he had seen the look of terror in his eyes after sonny had left. she wasn't stupid.
she knew he had been a part of it.
hermione sighed, tossing the papers on the desk. they skidded across, falling to the floor. hermione didn't notice, or rather, she didn't care.
what did she expect? that he'd admit to and then apologise for what happened to ron and harry? they were his enemies, for Christ's sake! they hated him just as much as he hated them.
and yet, for some reason, hermione had hoped that draco and luna would say they were sorry, would feel guilty, would try to make up for it. but even if they did, hermione realised, she would never truly forgive them for what happened to her friends. she would never forgive them for what they did to her. what they had done that was truly taking its toll on hermione.
but they were the reason harry and ron were dead.
^ ^ ^
draco was sprinting by now. there he was. 'SONNY!' the man didn't turn around. 'i mean - HARRY!'
the man slowly turned around. draco looked at the man's forehead. the scar was slowly coming back, and "sonny" was turning into ... harry potter.
'keep your bloody voice down,' harry hissed as draco came close. 'what if she followed you?'
'are you planning on telling her that you aren't dead?' draco was furious. 'i knew it was you. i knew - that look in your eyes ... the way you looked at her ... you've been pretending to be sonny just so you can see her. why? explain yourself, dammit!'
'it's none of your business. it's between me and hermione.'
'HERMIONE is my business now, just as much as she was yours seven years ago! the only difference is that i'm not going to screw up like you did!'
harry looked away. 'shut up,' he said quietly. 'you don't understand.'
'do you even wonder how she feels? she thinks that the two most important people, friends, lovers in her life ... she thinks they're dead! and she thinks it's my fault! she thinks i was part of this pathetic plot! i understand, believe me.'
harry sighed. 'i swear, as soon as all of this is over, we'll straighten things out -'
'you mean when she's dead?'
harry looked up quickly. 'what must be done must be done, draco malfoy.'
'you're going to kill her just so you can have some stupid trophy, to add to your collection. Goddammit, SHE'S what you should be after! she's more important than any time-changer, harry!'
'the time-changer will let her stay alive forever ... in the past.'
'THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME!'
'she shouldn't mean anything to you. you are just as much in this as i am.'
'no i'm not. i mean, i was. but i care about her, harry. honestly.'
harry rolled his eyes. 'then i'll let you borrow the bloody Glass and make out with her as much as you want ... in the past.'
'THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH! don't you understand, harry? i need her ... the real her. i need to touch her face and know she's still breathing.'
'what would you have us do, draco? she's the only person who can break the Shattered.'
'that's exactly what this bloody thing is doing! it's fucking shattering everything! it will take over you, harry, and not even you can save yourself from desire and love.'
'thank you for the cliched phrases, draco, but please, spare me.'
'it's already consuming you, harry! you will realise that she's what you were after all along. and the Glass, no matter how powerful, will not bring her back.'
harry lunged at draco and grasped his neck. draco choked. 'i want my family, i want my LIFE back, draco. a life without hermione granger screwing it up, thank you very much.'
^ ^ ^
it was luna's fault in the first place. she was the one who had started it all, hermione was guessing. couldn't stand the thought of harry not being hers, or ron not being hers. wanted just one of them, at least.
hermione knew that luna and draco had been dating when the whole thing started. hermione might not have known everything, but she was clever. she pieced it together, and this is what she had decided: luna had used draco the whole time. the. whole. time.
the bitch.
she had talked draco into turning ron and harry against each other over hermione. and ron and harry had killed each other. hermione had seen it happen. she had watched as they shouted 'avada kedavra' into the mist and the green light flying towards the dark shadows and she had screamed for them and they hadn't answered.
it was luna and draco that had truly killed her friends.
hermione wiped her wet cheeks. she had loved them both. both of them had she loved. but they were too blind to see that she would never, could never choose between them. and they had died thinking that if they killed the other, they would have her.
hermione thought she could forgive and forget. but she couldn't.
how can you forgive someone for killing your friends?
a/n: i'll explain even more in the next chapters. it'll be a lot more detailed, and i'll explain harry better, too.
by o
supported by sPECTARE, cUPERE, cAPERE, part of aGAINST aLL rEASONS
a/n: ok. this is where it all gets explained better. i'm sorry, it's just i needed to develop the story and the romance and it seemed better to leave draco and hermione's pasts as a question. thanks for bearing with me.
part eight: forgive and forget?
hermione stared blankly at the papers. this was all so ridiculous. how were words on a paper going to help her figure out who had the Glass?
draco had muttered a lame excuse to her that he was going to check out the places he and hermione had missed that first day, to 'try and figure something out.' did he honestly think hermione wasn't the slightest bit alert about any of this? he had seen the look of terror in his eyes after sonny had left. she wasn't stupid.
she knew he had been a part of it.
hermione sighed, tossing the papers on the desk. they skidded across, falling to the floor. hermione didn't notice, or rather, she didn't care.
what did she expect? that he'd admit to and then apologise for what happened to ron and harry? they were his enemies, for Christ's sake! they hated him just as much as he hated them.
and yet, for some reason, hermione had hoped that draco and luna would say they were sorry, would feel guilty, would try to make up for it. but even if they did, hermione realised, she would never truly forgive them for what happened to her friends. she would never forgive them for what they did to her. what they had done that was truly taking its toll on hermione.
but they were the reason harry and ron were dead.
^ ^ ^
draco was sprinting by now. there he was. 'SONNY!' the man didn't turn around. 'i mean - HARRY!'
the man slowly turned around. draco looked at the man's forehead. the scar was slowly coming back, and "sonny" was turning into ... harry potter.
'keep your bloody voice down,' harry hissed as draco came close. 'what if she followed you?'
'are you planning on telling her that you aren't dead?' draco was furious. 'i knew it was you. i knew - that look in your eyes ... the way you looked at her ... you've been pretending to be sonny just so you can see her. why? explain yourself, dammit!'
'it's none of your business. it's between me and hermione.'
'HERMIONE is my business now, just as much as she was yours seven years ago! the only difference is that i'm not going to screw up like you did!'
harry looked away. 'shut up,' he said quietly. 'you don't understand.'
'do you even wonder how she feels? she thinks that the two most important people, friends, lovers in her life ... she thinks they're dead! and she thinks it's my fault! she thinks i was part of this pathetic plot! i understand, believe me.'
harry sighed. 'i swear, as soon as all of this is over, we'll straighten things out -'
'you mean when she's dead?'
harry looked up quickly. 'what must be done must be done, draco malfoy.'
'you're going to kill her just so you can have some stupid trophy, to add to your collection. Goddammit, SHE'S what you should be after! she's more important than any time-changer, harry!'
'the time-changer will let her stay alive forever ... in the past.'
'THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME!'
'she shouldn't mean anything to you. you are just as much in this as i am.'
'no i'm not. i mean, i was. but i care about her, harry. honestly.'
harry rolled his eyes. 'then i'll let you borrow the bloody Glass and make out with her as much as you want ... in the past.'
'THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH! don't you understand, harry? i need her ... the real her. i need to touch her face and know she's still breathing.'
'what would you have us do, draco? she's the only person who can break the Shattered.'
'that's exactly what this bloody thing is doing! it's fucking shattering everything! it will take over you, harry, and not even you can save yourself from desire and love.'
'thank you for the cliched phrases, draco, but please, spare me.'
'it's already consuming you, harry! you will realise that she's what you were after all along. and the Glass, no matter how powerful, will not bring her back.'
harry lunged at draco and grasped his neck. draco choked. 'i want my family, i want my LIFE back, draco. a life without hermione granger screwing it up, thank you very much.'
^ ^ ^
it was luna's fault in the first place. she was the one who had started it all, hermione was guessing. couldn't stand the thought of harry not being hers, or ron not being hers. wanted just one of them, at least.
hermione knew that luna and draco had been dating when the whole thing started. hermione might not have known everything, but she was clever. she pieced it together, and this is what she had decided: luna had used draco the whole time. the. whole. time.
the bitch.
she had talked draco into turning ron and harry against each other over hermione. and ron and harry had killed each other. hermione had seen it happen. she had watched as they shouted 'avada kedavra' into the mist and the green light flying towards the dark shadows and she had screamed for them and they hadn't answered.
it was luna and draco that had truly killed her friends.
hermione wiped her wet cheeks. she had loved them both. both of them had she loved. but they were too blind to see that she would never, could never choose between them. and they had died thinking that if they killed the other, they would have her.
hermione thought she could forgive and forget. but she couldn't.
how can you forgive someone for killing your friends?
a/n: i'll explain even more in the next chapters. it'll be a lot more detailed, and i'll explain harry better, too.